Am not quite sure quite where the time has gone, or what I was doing, but all of sudden J is turning 3.
My boys are growing up so fast, and by September nursery will keep J busy and T will make the big move to primary school. It's hard even to remember when they were babies, and they're already telling me they can do everything 'all by myself, mummy'.
I can tell you though, I much prefer busying myself with the rough and tumble of the lives of a 3 and 4 year old than stressing about feeding and sleeping routines I became super-stressed about when they were so little. It makes me a little sad to think I didn't really enjoy those first few months of being a mum, I really felt I had no idea what I was doing, and it seemed everyone else was doing a sterling job - apart from me!
So armed with my best cake-baking/room decorating/biscuit icing skills to date, I wait in anticipation for J and 4 of his friends to P-A-R-T-Y! Wish me luck x